This week was tiring. The sun seemed to be a little hotter, the soles on my shoes a flatter, and the door slams a little a louder, but we also some sunshine. Other than those silly little things, the work is just the best here.
This week I touched lighting, not really, but it struck 20 feet from us. One of the most beautiful and scariest moment of my life. The thunder following was so loud all the car were going off and I'm still convinced the second coming is right around the corner. Así es la vida aquí.
There have been a select few times on my mission where the spirit was undeniably there during a lesson, one of which was this week. We were weekly planning and decided to call a former investigator. A little about her... The previous missionaries were teaching her and then she stopped receiving the missionaries and then we started teaching her young daughter, passed her off to YSA and now she is getting baptized this Sunday. With all this talk about her daughters baptism the mom wanted to listen again. Called her on Friday and she broke down on the phone and said we could come over and share a message and prayer with her. *YES!* We get there and talk with her a little bit and then she wanted me to say the opening. So I say it and couldn't remember a bit of what I said, but if lifted my head and said amen with wet eyes and she was crying herself. It was a moment where I just completely felt as though I was truly a mouthpiece for the Lord. Tender mercies of the Lord.
We had a goal this week to talk to every living THING. And we did just that. The Lord blessed us in some different ways. I always thought before my mission that as soon as I put on the name tag that I would just be eloquent in speaking and not afraid to talk with strangers. That wasn't the case. As I have come to strengthen my testimony of the message that we bring those things have just come and now it's in my nature to share it with everyone. Literally everyone.
The church came out with a new video called "The Hope of God's Light" and the story is unbelievable. It is something we all yearn for--that small portion of His light or evidence that He is even there, if He even exists. The narrator goes on to say that this light hardly ever reaches those who are sitting around in darkness, but it is for the active seeker. Even now as a missionary I still search for those breakthroughs of light and knowledge and they never come when I am sitting waiting.
Missions are the best. I am starting to see how the real world or adult world works. It's only been a couple of months, but I feel as if I have lived through years worth of experiences. Our car CD player is broken, so we have just been memorizing Spanish hymns. Ya gotta make the most with what ya got. Poor companion. She sings like an angel and I just can't sing at all.
Yeah, y'all still have 5 days to send me some more birthday love. Nonetheless, I'm grateful for you all!
Con amor, Hermana Brookstalk